Lyrics:
the funds
Don't trust no one
Don't trust no one
Everyone's all buddy buddy
Till they start pointing guns
New girl every night
Too many know where the house is
We’re gonna party all night
Hope y’all ready now
It’s a Blessed year
Blessed year man
Kwasa kwasa
Wasa wasa.
We made rich but man must wack
Cos I
on the track it's like
(Whoomp, there it is)
From the block parties to house parties
I gets it in i'ma bump my Bee's and knees
And that's exactly what I meant
on the track it's like
(Whoop, there's it is)
From the block parties to house parties
I gets it in
I'm a bump Bee's a knees
And that's exactly what I meant
the valet dude, to buck you right by my slab
And get what you can grab, from Grey Goose to Bacardi
I'm inviting the world, to my gangsta party
[Chorus:
the valet dude, to buck you right by my slab
And get what you can grab, from Grey Goose to Bacardi
I'm inviting the world, to my gangsta party
[Chorus:
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
coins, right now we're counting notes inside yacht
And we move to the top house within sight, bitch we alright, ya
We can see lotta things on top like we
a bitty boppa'
From down South
Sippin' on E&J
I just grabbed the Henny
From out the couch
Now, we goin' up
Like a House Party
Shit not down South
From
them all down
Rockstar my lifestyle I cant change my style
Feeling like Guwop got ice by my smile
1017 be the time on the dial
She want to party she want
to chase bitches no cap
Until I got played by a couple
Till this day can still fuck em
But now I'm like fuck em
Like Bernie Mac say on house party three
to deal with
Got to go get the food in my house
Rent is due in a week or I'm bouncing
Out the crib because they're kicking me out
Can't afford it so don't
Ayy ayy we rep for real (O oh)
In the trap house right now
I don't rap the peel
Unc' got a big ass crib, he like Uncle Phil
Man that's like two
cause I
Feel like I'mma die
Party 'til my death, cardiac arrest
Heart beatin' out a nigga mothafuckin' chest
Dawg what'd you put inside this weed
Is it
tryna make a move every time the King say
And not Simon say (not Simon)
The kid ain't playin' (kid ain't playin')
It's a house party at the heaven
I'm in the chill lane
I be in the lobby in a party where I feel strange
Never was the cool dude
Never was suave guy
More like the eye guy
Want a women
nigga
Black Panther party call ya ass
A house nigga
What you gonna do next
Burn a cross, nigga?
You fuckin' up the game
I know you bitch's name
you know about that
What you know, what you know
What you, what you, what you know about that
What she know bout the trap house?
What you know bout it?
that you were in heaven
Platinum gold a house and a car
But poverty all around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for
about to rip this shit)
Oh, me? My name is Humpty Hump
(There's a party in here, baby)
I'm the original big-nosed rapper, baby
(You better get down
at the party I just had to get your Snapchat
You like how this shit gon' work If I can't even text back
Lord, my phone ringing now you looking at me
I already
Daddy Forces Me
Just Hold On
Why Can I Be Only Live In My House
Let Me Take In To The Club
Endless Party Through The Night
Dont Want Every Other
Who
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